His Cinderella

Chapter 2

"Well, hello Mr Rayes." I said, faking a smile. "Take a seat." I gritted my teeth and he smiled satisfied. I wish I could wipe the smug look off his stupid face. Jerk.

"Sure, thank you Miss Goulde. And, call me Aaron." He said, playing along with the whole professional thing.

"Ok Aaron. Well, you can't call me LaToya. It's Miss Goulde." I gave him a fake, tight smile.

"Nonsense. You don't have a choice." He said, full blast jerk mode.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, I'm Aryanne's representative. So, I do have the right to have the job cancelled if I think you're... inferior." He said, sounding full of him self and arrogant. Stupidmotherfrigger!!!! "Shall the meeting begin?" He asked, smirking evilly.

I glared at the arrogant jerk. "Whatever."

"Watch it." His face turned extra serious. "I don't like your tone. And wipe the stupid glare off your face." He said seriously. Arrogant bastard.

I scowled at him and immediately decided that I can't let this arrogant billionaire guy, Aaron, just come in here and cost my most important customer. I'll try to behave.

I cleared my throat. "I'm" cough "sorry." I said through fake coughs.

"Do you think I'm joking here, LaToya?" He asked, sounding mildly ticked off. I really didn't know what happened at that point. I just automatically started being nervous about every word that comes out of that mouth of his.

"I-I-I'm sorry, sir." I looked at him like I was a scared little puppy in front of a lion.

"Whatever. Your apologies are utterly useless. But, I'll accept it. Shall we?" He said. Oh, how I hate this man.

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"Three hours, Kelli. I was stuck with that jerk for three motherfriggin hours." I complained.

"Well, he totally had that arrogant vibe. Reminds me of my highschool boyfriend, Zane." She chuckled.

"Yeah. I totally got the vibe when be walked in acting like he owned the place." Janelle said, rolling her eyes.

I was telling Elle and Kels about what happened with Aaron Rayes. He was so annoying! It was 7pm and Elle and I were about closing. Kels had closed the bakery early to come talk to Elle and I.

Elle and I locked up the boutique and my screen lit up with a text from Tori.
Tori (sis): The house is boring and there's nothing good on TV. Can I have friends over? Or go to a friend's house for a sleepover?

Me: No way.

Tori (sis): Pleaseee... it's someone you know. And I've been at their sleepovers before.

Me: Fr? Who?

Tori (sis): Georgie. Her sister Gina, who's your friend, will be there. Pleaseee. I'll lock the door and keep the key in the usual spot.

Me: Ok fine. But, who's taking you?

Tori (sis): Georgie texted me they were doing a carpool and a sleepover. And they're in our neighbourhood right now. They wanna know whether to stop by at our apartment to pick me up for the weekend.